Still Standing: "Book Girl", 1, Becca's Choice

Disclaimer: I do not own the show Still Standing, or any of the characters, as they belong to CBS and their studio partners. Any coincidence of names is strictly in the mind of the author and does not represent any persons living or dead.

This is a work of fiction, a parody and is a story loosely based on Still Standing Episode where Lauren and Becca hurtfully pretend to be a girl interested in Brian on the internet and are caught by Lauren's Mom. This story is written as told by Lauren's friend Becca.

It's a story of hurt/angst and forgiveness with contains a discussion of the benefit of spanking for a young woman of 18 years old and the guilt Becca feels hurting Brian, Lauren's brother. This is a hard spanking with no adult overtones. If this subject matter offends you do not read, you have been warned. All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older.

Becca's POV:

Hi my name is Becca and I am Lauren Miller's best friend. I want to tell you a little story. I am 18 yrs old and a senior two months from high school graduation. One day I was sitting at the kitchen table reading Cosmo. I sat back and thought about what I had helped do to Brian with his sister Lauren. I had a sick feeling in my stomach still after all these days. Wondering if I was brave enough to discuss the situation with Ms. Miller, she was a scary woman as I remembered Lauren's spanking I overheard through the vent system from the basement to the upstairs rooms.

I could still remember my last moments in Lauren's Room when her mother had caught us red handed as we laughed scamming Brian.

Mrs. Miller caught us Instant Messaging pretending to be "Book Girl", I said bye and jumped off Lauren's bed leaving,

I am really scared of her and I know Lauren was in for it!

"Good No witnesses", Mrs. Miller's last words I heard before Lauren got a real spanking.

After considering going over there, The truth is Mrs. Miller scares me!

Gathering my courage I walked over to the Miller House.

The reason I think I went over to see Mrs. Miller was I really felt so badly for Brian and the mean trick Lauren and I had played on him.

Unknown to Mrs. Miller back on the day of the "Book Girl" event I had snuck into the basement, knowing the rest of Lauren's family had gone with their dad at to the Cubs Game.

I snuck down to the basement and my curiosity getting the best of me listened through the vents that ran from the basement to the upstairs rooms including Lauren's bedroom where I had just scurried from.

I heard Lauren's Mom, Okay Lauren you're over my lap for your well deserved spanking."

Mrs. Miller cont. "Now pull down your panties to just below your bottom.

Mrs. Miller would be able to blister Lauren's bottom and observe her modesty.

Next, I heard Lauren and her mother and then the "CRACK" of wood against bare flesh.

From the crisp, sharp sound I determined Lauren's Mom had bypassed using her hand on my best friend and gone straight to a wood implement.

I deduced it was Lauren's own hairbrush, which I had picked up before. Man it is formidable and I remember it has a wide wood back face. My thoughts turned to watching Lauren brush her shoulder length red hair to restore its glow. Was Lauren having, a glowing encounter of a different kind?*



Wait a minute their was another dastardly wooden spanking item Lauren had told me about in a fit of rage after being paddled. "The Miller Paddle", this paddle was long like a school one and ΒΌ inch thick. Lauren said it really, really BURNS!

*I remember hearing Lauren lament out of site, but not out of mind.* paddle from her hard spanking and Lauren's woeful hollering and crying.



I could just imagine how very, very red Lauren's bottom was getting from the paddling.

Later after Lauren's spanking had ended I climbed out the basement window, waited five minutes and actually bounced up the front steps of The Miller's brick house.

I had left my book bag in Lauren's room. Mrs. Miller told me I could go upstairs get it and leave, not talking to Lauren who was being punished. After I retrieved my book bag from Lauren's room, which was empty. I left Lauren's room, but ran into her in the hallway and then she was red faced and obviously had been crying

I walked right by her and made eye contact, but did not speak. Just as I was getting ready to descend the stairs I heard

"Pssssss" I turned my head back to Lauren, who had pulled down her pants and panties, just below her bottom and slightly bent over, she just had to show me I guess to have me empathize with her. It was a sight, my eyes almost popped out of my head.

Lauren's bottom was shiny, bright red, it actually glowed and each cheek had crops of fiery red blood blisters along with purple rectangular purple bruises across the lower butt cheeks from the wooden paddle. This was testament to the corporal punishment the severity I heard through the air vent. All the pleading, hollering and crying I had heard secretly in the basement, now was embedded with Lauren's spanked red bottom she had just shown me.

Lauren's flash of her punished bottom lasted only last a few seconds. I decided I better obey Mrs. Miller she really scared me and descended the steps I heard a wisp as Lauren pulled up her panties and pants over her angry red and purple tinged burning sore bottom.

It's a good thing I did because Mrs. Miller had just started up the steps with an Aloe Cream to soothe her daughter's bottom. Lauren's Mom knew her oldest daughter had taken quite a bottom licking, but she would be back to normal soon.

The end of Part One:

Thank you for taking time to read this continuing story. I enjoy working on stories and appreciate people making the effort to read them.

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